Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Lift Analysis

I Write Goodbye Letter

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2 (actually index). two is company

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

we can only engage in such a way

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

division of reality is straying away from it

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

or never left

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

the site i am dreaming

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying